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I See,but the heart can see what the mind may
iWoke up like dis! My face is flawless From very rounded square edge Every small freckle My 3 beauty marks - they make triangle around my mouth The shine in my dark brown eyes
How I am flawless? What a bore, These weak and fragile ideals, We hold them close, To build ourselves up, But the world in its flawless heart, Strikes us into chaos How am I flawless?
The way I love is so bizarre. You'd see it as I watch the stars on a late night, his hand in mine, as we talk of our future: oh, we'll be fine. I think of how this came about.